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—ZEKE— Like a madman, I slammed the hospital door behind me, the echo vibrating down the hall as if the entire building felt my fury. My blood boiled with each step toward the parking lot, hands clenched into fists. That ungrateful witch actually served me divorce papers?I could barely keep my rage in check. I could still feel the sting of her words ringing in my ears—“It’s divorce papers, Zeke. It’s what you wanted, isn’t it?”She really had the guts to go through with it? Please. I know her games. She thinks playing tricks like this will grab my attention—acting like she’s strong enough to walk away. She’s not. I know her.Samantha doesn’t have the nerve to leave this life. The servants, the cars, the attention that comes with being –Mrs. Frost. It's in her blood now. She’s grown used to it. She wouldn’t survive a week without the luxury I gave her.She needs me.If anyone’s going to end this marriage, it should be me. I call the shots. Not her! My jaw was clenched so tight it
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—SAMANTHA—I walked out of the ICU ward with heavy legs and a heart that felt like it had been ripped out of my chest. The soft beeping sounds, the machines, the pale light above my daughter’s hospital bed… those were still stuck in my head like a nightmare I couldn’t wake up from.My sweet girl… she still hadn’t woken up.The medics couldn’t even lie to comfort me. They said maybe she’d make it. Maybe.I didn’t want “maybe.” I wanted “yes.” I wanted certainty. I wanted her eyes to open and call me Mommy again.The doctor’s words kept circling in my head—“We can’t say anything for certain yet… but we’re doing our best.”Doing their best.What the hell did that even mean?Tears stung my eyes, but I blinked them back. I couldn’t cry now. I had to be strong. For her. For Amore. She was the only relative I had left in this cruel world.“She’ll be okay,” Maryjane said softly behind me, her hand resting on my shoulder. “Don’t cry, Samantha. Please. We’re going to get through this together.”
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—SAMANTHA— The drive to Emerald Villa was long and silent. Zeke didn’t say a word, and honestly, I preferred it that way. His presence beside me felt like poison in the air—thick, bitter, suffocating. His hands gripped the steering wheel, his jaw clenched like he was biting down on his own tongue. When the Bentley finally rolled to a stop in front of the grand villa, he stepped out without a word, slamming the door so hard behind him causing me to flinch like I was nothing but a burden. Typical. Not like I cared. “Scumbag,” I scoffed, brushing my fingers through my hair before I opened the car door. Emerald Villa had always felt too lavish for me, too cold despite its beauty. I never felt welcome here… not by the Frosts anyway. The cold night breeze greeted me, tossing my hair around my shoulders as I walked after Zeke, I made sure to put a respective distance of ten feet away from him. “Mr Frost!” The butler respectfully bowed we strode toward the building. I r
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—SAMANTHA— Grandma Sydney’s hand reached for mine, her fingers cold and trembling. “Samantha…” I looked at her, really looked at her, and saw the sadness swimming in her aging eyes. My chest clenched. If there was one person in this house who ever made me feel like I mattered… it was her. “I’m sorry, Grandma,” I whispered, gently squeezing her hand. “You were the only one who ever treated me like a human. But I can’t stay anymore.” Her lips quivered. “But you love Zeke,” she said softly. “I’ve seen it. Please… don’t leave him, Sam. Can you not divorce him?” the old woman's voice was teary. I swallowed the lump rising in my throat and forced myself to stay still. Calm. Steady. “I don’t love Zeke, Grandma,” I said clearly, my voice not shaking for once. “I never did.” The words hit the room like a slap. Everyone fell silent. Shocked. Breaths were held. Even the clock on the wall seemed to pause. Grandma blinked at me, like she hadn’t heard right. “What…?” “I only stay
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—SAMANTHA— The next day, the taxi came to a gentle stop, and I didn’t move. I just sat there, eyes fixed on the entrance of City Hall like it was some kind of finish line I’d been crawling toward for years. My hands were resting on my lap, but they were clenched, stiff. Today was the day we would finally end our marriage. At the entrance of the city hall, many young couples were in line holding hands, laughing, and taking pictures. They were here to get married. I could feel the happiness and love in the air. Even the clouds above feel too romantic, shaped like hearts against a pale blue sky. It's all so painfully ironic. I was here to end mine. I remained inside the taxi, still… cold. I watched them, their eyes filled with dreams, oblivious to the pain marriage could bring. I remembered three years ago, standing in the same line with Zeke. We weren’t in love, but I still smiled. I smiled because I thought I was doing the right thing. I thought honoring Gina’s wish would be
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—SAMANTHA— After leaving the City Hall, I boarded a taxi and headed straight to the hospital. I sat quietly in the back seat, resting my head tiredly against the cold glass window while I watched the city. The streets blurred by, tall glass buildings standing proud against the pale afternoon sky. Couples walked hand in hand, cars' horn blared, children played by the roadside, and life carried on like it didn’t know my world had just ended. Or maybe… it had begun. Still, I felt a wave of relief wash over me —the divorce was finally done. It was over. No more Zeke. No more ties to the Frost family. I was just Samantha now. A small sigh escaped from me. Now, all I cared about was my daughter. Once Amore got better, I planned to leave Skyline City for good. There was no future here for me anymore. Too many bad memories. Too many scars. I needed a new place —a new start, somewhere no one knew my name, my story, or my pain. I needed a new complete life far from the lies and betraya
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—SAMANTHA— Unspoken tension filled the air around us. I felt my stomach twist, and my chest tightening with uneasiness as I looked around the powerful people in front of me. “Wh-why are you all here?” I finally asked, my voice lower than I intended but loud enough to get their attention. Mrs. Bellamy’s face softened, her eyes glowing like she’d just been waiting for this moment. “Do you remember what I told you when I came here a few weeks ago, child?” she asked gently, taking my hand. I frowned, craning my neck slightly, my gaze dropping to the floor as I dug through my thoughts. I did remember… that day, a few weeks ago, when she came to visit me here in this very hospital. I’d thought it was strange then too. She said something about wanting to meet Amore. To see her… And just like that, it hit me. I lifted my eyes slowly, meeting hers, and I could tell by the way her smile widened that she knew I’d pieced it together. “I remembered,” I replied quietly, my voice a li
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—SAMANTHA—Back inside the hospital ward, my hands wouldn’t stop shaking.I rushed to Amore’s side, almost tripping over my own damn feet as I reached the bed. Then I grabbed her little hand, pressing it against my cheek.God… what did I just do?I slapped Dalton Montclair! My heart pounded so hard it hurt.I could still feel the sting in my palm, still hear the crack of that slap echoing in my ears.Jesus. What have I done?! But then…No.He deserve it. That arrogant bastard! He’s a scumbag. Just like my ex-husband, Zeke. No… maybe worse.I slowly pulled away from Amore for a second, brushing away the hair from her cute little face. She was sleeping. She looked so peaceful.Too innocent for all this mess.But my mind wouldn’t leave it alone.Dalton’s face. His eyes. His voice, when he spat those ugly words at me… And that one thing I tried to bury —the uncanny resemblance.She looked so much like… like him. The more I stared, the more I felt that strange knot in my stomach. Dalto
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—SAMANTHA— I left Shirley’s office with the jewelry box held tightly in my hand. My heart wouldn’t stop pounding. I couldn’t even think straight. That necklace—it was too much. Too beautiful. Too expensive. Too… personal.Why would Dalton give something like that to me?My fingers tightened around the velvet case as I marched down the sleek hallway of Apex Corporation, my heels clicking sharply against the marble floor. Employees whispered as I passed, their eyes darting between my face and the box I carried like it was a ticking bomb. I ignored them. Right now, only one person had the answers I needed. "Dalton," I muttered under my breath, picking up my pace. But just as I reached his office door, Adam appeared in front of me, stepping smoothly into my path. I frowned. “Excuse me. I need to talk to Dalton.”Adam gave a polite smile, but his tone was firm. “Mr. Montclair is currently in a meeting. He left instructions for me to take you to the dress store. Your appointment is a
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—SAMANTHA— The moment after Adam walked out and the door clicked shut, her demeanor completely changed. She circled me like an artist studying a muse, her gaze lingering on my still-red cheek. The same spot Jessica had slapped."So…" she mused, "you’re the woman who made Dalton Montclair kick his fianceé out." My breath caught. "That’s not—""Relax, my darling," she chuckled, waving one hand airily as she walked back to her desk. "I’ve been waiting years for someone to put Jessica in her place."I blinked. "H-huh?"Was this a trick?Her stiletto heels clicked softly against the glossy floor as she moved behind her desk. Her hands, delicate and elegant, moved over a row of small velvet boxes laid out like treasure. She touched each one lightly, like she was deciding on picking the best treasure among them. She picked up a black velvet box and walked back over to me, a faint smile tugging at the corner of her lips."Dalton’s instructions were very specific," she said, handing me the
Revenge After Divorce: Ex-Husband Regret First Aid
—SAMANTHA POV— My heart stuttered when Dalton's command sliced through the silence. "Come here." Two simple words that sent my pulse skittering. I hadn't realized I'd been frozen in place. Maybe for two minutes... maybe longer. I didn’t know until his voice snapped me out of it, my feet suddenly heavy as lead. "I won't repeat myself, Samantha." he said, his voice lower this time... almost dangerous.Swallowing the knot in my throat, the warning in his tone had me moving before I could think better of it. Each step felt stiff, awkward, like I was walking straight into the lion’s den. My fingers twisted together as I crossed the office, each step measured, too aware of his gaze tracking my every movement like a predator watching prey. Did he want to scold me? Did he want to hit me after all I slapped his fianceé? Finally, when I reached Dalton’s Massive desk, my toes curled in my shoes. I lifted my eyes slowly, feeling painfully aware of the silence in the office.Dalton’s han
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—SAMANTHA— Jessica slammed the office door shut with enough force to make the glass walls tremble. The Valentino heels stabbed into the marble floor like talons as she advanced towards me. The diamond bracelet on her wrist caught the light as she pointed at me. "You." Her voice could have flash-frozen the Hudson River. "Get out of my fiancé's chair!" My fingers tightened around the armrests of the sofa. Every instinct screamed to stand my ground, but I didn’t want any trouble either. So without saying anything, I quietly stood up and moved aside.Jessica Jessica's crimson lips curled in triumph as she swept past me, her heavily perfumed presence filled my lungs, making me nauseous. Flipping her hair, she walked to the sofa like she owned the place. Then she sat down with so much arrogance, crossing her legs elegantly over each the other, acting like a queen.I felt uncomfortable standing there with her, so I turned to leave.But before I could take a step, her annoying voice sto
Revenge After Divorce: Ex-Husband Regret Dalton company
—SAMANTHA POV— Dalton and I sat at the back seat of the Maybach while James drove us to God knows where.I rested my head against the window, watching the city roll by. Tall buildings, busy streets, people rushing about their lives. It all felt like a different world compared to the quiet bubble I was trapped in with Dalton.Before I knew it, the sleek car slowed to a stop. My brows pulled up at the massive skyscraper in front of us.Wait. What?Dalton’s company?The building was huge, towering proudly into the sky.Its glass walls glittered under the sunlight like a mountain made of diamonds. Through the transparent sides, I could even catch glimpses of workers moving professionally inside.People in suits were walking in and out of the entrance, carrying briefcases, while some were standing talking into earpieces looking important.Dalton got out and opened my door without a word."Let's go in," he said simply.I quickly obeyed, and before I could adjust my skirt properly, he had
Revenge After Divorce: Ex-Husband Regret A beautiful morning
—SAMANTHA POV— Sunlight spilled through the curtains, painting golden rays across the bed. I stirred, yawning lazily, stretching my arms above my head… only to freeze.Something heavy… something warm… definitely male was draped across my waist.My heart jumped to my throat.Someone was beside me?A man?!Panic jolted through my veins, and I twisted vigorously, ready to fight. But the moment I turned and my eyes landed on him, I went completely still.Dalton.My mouth fell open in shock, and I forgot how to breathe.His face was few inches away from mine, his messy, curly black hair tousled against the pillow, his thick brows resting beautifully on his cheeks, and his lips—God, those full lips slightly parted as he slept. He looked… he looked like a Greek God lying there.Strong. Beautiful. Untouchable.Seconds bled into minutes, and I just kept staring, utterly enthralled."Are you done undressing me with your eyes?" Dalton’s deep voice rumbled low, still lazy with sleep.I jumped,
Revenge After Divorce: Ex-Husband Regret You chose her over me?
Chapter 53 —DALTON’S POV— The city lights blurred past the tinted windows as the BMW sped toward the Brown Estate. My fingers drummed against the leather seat, restless. "What's going on in the Browns’ home?" I asked without moving my gaze from the window.James stiffened slightly, clearing his throat as he tightened his grip on the steering wheel."It’s said that Miss Jessica has been crying all day. She locked herself in her room and refused to see anyone. Not even her mother could get in. When Mr. Brown heard the rumors that you had a child with another woman, he tried reaching out to you. But since he couldn’t get you on the phone…" He hesitated. "...he threatened to cut off the engagement."‘As if he could.’I gave a low, humorless huff and tugged my tie loose, leaning back into the leather seat.Typical. Cowards always tried to make the first move when they felt powerless.Cutting off the engagement?Laughable.The rest of the drive passed in silence. ——— The Brown Estate
Revenge After Divorce: Ex-Husband Regret You want the engagement off?
—SAMANTHA POV— The car ride back to Crystal Palace was quiet. After dropping Maryjane off at her apartment, exhaustion weighed heavily on me. My eyelids felt like lead, but I fought to keep them open, not wanting to appear weak in front of Dalton. "Sleep," his deep voice cut through the silence. "I'll wake you when we get home." That was all it took. The moment he gave me permission, my body surrendered, and my eyes closed. The soft hum of the car lulled me into comforting darkness.———"Samantha." A gentle tap on my shoulder pulled me back to consciousness. I blinked groggily, my vision blurry before focusing on Dalton's face. The dim interior light of the car cast shadows across his sharp features, making him look even more striking. "We're home," he said with his face, calm and serious as always.I nodded, still half-asleep, and unbuckled my seatbelt before stumbling out of the car, yawning, and then instivetly moved to the back seat to pick up Amore.But before I could
Revenge After Divorce: Ex-Husband Regret The wealthy scion
—SAMANTHA—The security guards immediately released us, stepping back like they'd been burned. Dalton's dark gaze swept over the scene -Zeke's pale face, Ophelia shrinking behind him, the manager sweating bullets. Then those piercing eyes landed on me again. "Are you hurt?" he asked, his voice low but carrying across the silent restaurant. I shook my head, suddenly unable to speak. Dalton took three slow steps forward. The crowd actually parted for him. When he got to me, he grabbed my wrist to check for any injuries. "Mr Hamilton, the manager started stammering. "M-Mr. Montclair, we just had a small misunderstanding—" "A misunderstanding?" Dalton's eyebrow arched. "You were assaulting my guest over a misunderstanding?" Every face in the restaurant went white. Mary elbowed me hard. "His guest?!" she whizzed. I couldn't respond. My entire world had narrowed to Dalton's commanding presence, the way he dominated over everyone without even raising his voice. Zeke hissed
